Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Bast. Something about a little from the right,
Bast. In at the window, or else ore the hatch:
Bast. Who dares not stirre by day, must walke by night,
Bast. And haue is haue, how euer men doe catch:
Bast. Neere or farre off, well wonne is still well shot,
Bast. And I am I, how ere I was begot.
K. Iohn. K. Iohn.
K. Iohn. Goe, Faulconbridge, now hast thou thy desire,
K. Iohn. A landlesse Knight, make thee a landed Squire:
K. Iohn. Come Madam, and come Richard, we must speed.
K. Iohn. For France, for France, for it is more then need.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Brother adieu, good fortune come to thee,
Bast. For thou wast got i'th way of honesty.
Bast. Exeunt all but bastard.
Bast. A foot of Honor better then I was,
Bast. But many a many foot of Land the worse.
Bast. Well, now can I make any Ioane a Lady,
Bast. Good den Sir Richard, Godamercy fellow,